What The Hook Gon Be

(album: The Tragedy Of A Clown - 2020)

MTM, hit 'em with the heat

Ayy, Rami, what the hook finna be? (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, bitch, I don't need no fucking hook on the beat (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, all I need is the trap in the background (Pop out, sip)
Glock make a loud sound, MAC make 'em lie down (Pop-pop-pop-pop)
Ayy, Rami, what the hook finna be? (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, bitch, I don't need no fucking hook on the beat (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, all I need is the trap in the background (Pop out, sip)
Glock make a loud sound, MAC make 'em lie down (Pop-pop-pop-pop)

Heard he talking sweet, I got some heat for that (I does)
Dumping out the window 'til it click, them bodies need a bag (They do)
Shooting like a man, like where my sweeper at? (Where they at?)
I ain't talk to God, but I could show you where the reaper at (Where he at?)
I don't need no hook on this beat, though (Oh no, no)
Glock speak my lingo, shoot all these people (Pop out, sip)
I can see the feds through the peephole (I can)
'Boutta do a kick-door, let's flush all these kilos, ayy
Say you got some migos, oh, you mean my cousins? (Pop-pop, pop)
If I call my primos, we gon' get to busting (Oh no, no)
Nick and Rami pulled up with a paisa (Pop-pop, pop)
Cuerno de chivos and trucks pulled up to the party (Pop out, sip)

Brought a thing up on my hip, I'll knock yo' shit down (Shit down)
Double D's hang out my choppa with a hunnid rounds (Grrah)
Hanging out the window, let it loose, I'm out the dog pound (Woof)
Silenced tip on my bitch, so I never make a sound, uh
Illegally motivated, blue faces, infatuated
These bullets is devastating, we'll shoot you down for the taking (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Slide on them, catch you slipping from the side (Side)
Super soaker leave you wet, so you can never dry
Kicking in the door, I catch this pussy nigga by surprise (Surprise)
Lifting up the fucking flame and hit him right between the eyes, uh
Pants sagging, got the glizzy in my pocket, uh
Motorola trapping from the back and stole the profit, ayy

Two-four Hemi, I'ma spin me a block (Spin it, spin it)
I won't do the hit, I'll throw my partner some knots (Brr, brr)
If they from the other side, I tell my opps to kick rocks (Haha)
But all my opps some crackheads, tell they ass let it rock (Trap, trap, trap)
I'm the big dog, you a lil' pup, I got big guns
Semi-automatic hit your gut, now you throwing up (Pop-pop-pop)
I drive me a foreign, what you driving boring (Skrrt)
Opps be 0 and 6, all we do is scoring (Haha)
I got me some bands, I got hella bands (What?)
Haters know my name, he another fan (Skrrt)
I feel like a dog 'cause I keep a stick
And I won't ever sink, 'cause there's another bitch

Ayy, Rami, what the hook finna be? (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, bitch, I don't need no fucking hook on the beat (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, all I need is the trap in the background (Pop out, sip)
Glock make a loud sound, MAC make 'em lie down (Pop-pop-pop-pop)
Ayy, Rami, what the hook finna be? (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, bitch, I don't need no fucking hook on the beat (Pop-pop, pop)
Ayy, all I need is the trap in the background (Pop out, sip)
Glock make a loud sound, MAC make 'em lie down (Pop-pop-pop-pop)